After a long time, Shangguan Chen looked at Han Zhiyan with a faint smile. His smile seemed particularly dazzling. He sighed softly and seemed to have made a big decision. He said softly, "Yanyan, take good care of yourself in the future and stop being so irritable."
, everything is lost, you know?"
After a pause, he continued, "Okay, it's very late, go back and rest early!"
"Yes." Han Zhiyan nodded, being extraordinarily well-behaved, opened the car door, and slowly walked home with her belly puffed out, her steps seeming to have some traces of ink as she walked.
I don't know why, but I feel a little indescribably depressed.
I don't know why, even after I explained everything to him, he didn't force himself anymore, but his mood became more and more sad.
Is it because this man has really decided to leave his own world?
But when she thought of this, at this moment, she realized that she was so reluctant to let go.
When he turned around, the tears clustered in his eyes slowly dripped down onto the back of his hands, and the discomfort of not knowing what he was feeling was rolling in his heart.
The moment the tears fell, her heart felt unprecedented sadness and despair.
Why be sad?
Isn’t it already agreed?
He has his own happiness, and he should also have his own new life.
But this complete end is more painful than the last departure.
Why?
This feeling is as if even the bottom of my heart cannot bear it, and something is slowly flowing out, making my heart hot and painfully heavy with sadness.
She walked step by step, her figure stretched very long in the night, and her thin figure looked particularly desolate under the light.
Shangguan Chen sat in the car, did not get out of the car or drive away, he just looked at her.
After a long time, he closed his eyes and slowly screamed in his heart: Yanyan, if this is what you want, I will listen to you in everything.
After a while, he opened his eyes and gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his joints glowing white.
But he couldn't exert any effort.
Staring in the direction where Han Zhiyan disappeared, her eyes accidentally glanced at the bag of things on the passenger seat.
Junyi's face was very ugly. Without thinking, he picked up the bag of things, quickly opened the door and got out of the car, thinking about the direction of the woman, and ran quickly.
Han Zhiyan walked thoughtfully, and every step she took seemed to become heavier.
There was a complex emotion spreading deep in my heart, causing my heart to turn into waves of confusion.
There seems to be pain, there seems to be determination, but there seems to be reluctance...
Suddenly, I seemed to remember something, and my heart felt inexplicably excited. Just when I was about to turn around, I was hugged tightly by a hug.
She felt that familiar breath, so beautifully strange, so warm and close to comfort.
She suddenly felt nervous in her heart. She slowly raised her head and looked at the man. Her heartbeat was racing and she was confused.
Han Zhiyan swallowed her saliva and looked at him, her expression slightly startled.
Looking at each other is refreshing.
But she deeply felt that something called "inseparable" was stirring in her heart.
After a long time, Shangguan Chen adjusted his mood, looked down at her, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Yanyan, you forgot to take this."
As he spoke, he handed her the bag in his hand.
Han Zhiyan looked up and clearly saw the indifference on his face, revealing a bit of helplessness.
Her hands were clutching his clothes as dependently as before, and wrinkles appeared on the noble suit instantly.
Han Zhiyan's voice contained deep sadness as she slowly said, "That's all!"